Saturday, February 18, 2006
to you:
its not very appropriate saying those things you've said earlier on
knowing that you still care, that you want the best for me
makes me feel pathetic inside out.
i'm thankful that you're still willing to hear me out.
and i hope you'll find you own happiness too.
but i'm sorry, it wont be me.
and it has nothing to do with whether i'm taken or not.
but simply because i cant.
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my pupil magnifies into a sudden blurrythe salty drops that wets the taste budsmy starvation to feel emomy desire to cry in depression I am desperate in finding back my genuine laughteri'm exhausted.physically and emotionally.someone help me.
take me with you
10:48 PM